A bong he did,
Yes, he did, he did,
Suffering he is through life, mid,
Better to do so with bloodshot eyes,
Though when he does so, from the kids he hid…
Bang a gong,
Gang bang a bong,
Lifts his spirits,
On the opposite end of his hat,
He does wear thongs…
The hatted cat is a head,
Could his name possibly be Ed,
The munchies he does get for bread,
Oh what the hell, go ahead,
You ain’t yet dead…J
© ed ~ 6/23/06
Peace & Love, Dove
Regis
It's been so long
It now seems wrong
To sing that bong song
I don't like bread
I think its dead
So I feed my head
On cake instead
Ahh a bong song
Its been so long
It now seems wrong
To sing that bong song
Cute one, Ed!!
Take care,
Sherry
B&R
Love Tinka